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JOURNEY TO THE CENTER
Around and around the pilgrims marchIn narrowing circles around the sacred cube(Any old object will do, all of them sacred cubes)Tunneling down from the mundane surfaceThe face that masks the multitudesTeeming and restless in the hidden depthsThe hujjaj spiral down, down, and downAnd down, down, down, and down a seventh timeUntil they’re standing eyeball to…
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ESCHATON
The eschaton was born from a microscopic holeIn the recoiling ground of paradiseWhere the once-bitten apple struck it,Black seed of destruction to come,Pregnant mother of hope.The children of men shrunk backFrom this riot of the godsThey erected towers to plug the gapAnd paved the latitudes and longitudes,But the divisions only widened and spreadRaining down from…
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